Shenhou led the people to leave the South Courtyard.
The Southern Saint was still standing under the main south court, with a gloomy face, maintaining a respectful posture.
The rest of the people were all kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
The atmosphere in the entire South Courtyard was extremely oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
I don't know how long it took before Southern Saint stood up and walked to the position that belonged to him.
But he did not sit down, but stared at this position, clenching his fists secretly.
Everyone wanted to speak but stopped.
Xuhe knelt on the ground, shivering, and was at a loss.
"Cut off the two temples under our Nanting, 120 resource areas, and cut 20% of the total resources our Nanting receives every year... This is not to punish our Nanting, this is to put it on the necks of our Nanting people.
One knife requires us to bleed!"
The Southern Saint gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.
"Lord Saint, calm down!"
Everyone knelt down and shouted.
"Calm down my anger? How do you want me to calm down?"
The Southern Saint suddenly turned around and roared.
"Sir, I am guilty, I am guilty!"
I can't help but kowtow and beg for mercy.
"Of course you are guilty! If you can't handle this, what do I need from you?"
Nan Sage stepped forward and kicked Xuhe hard.
In an instant, Xuhe's body was blown away and fell outside the south courtyard.
His chest immediately split open, and a terrifying force burst out from his chest and surged towards his limbs.
All the bones in Xuhe's body exploded inch by inch, and the severe pain made him almost faint.
Can a strong man of this level be defeated with just one kick?
Everyone's breathing was trembling, and their hearts were beating with fear.
Faced with such beatings and scoldings, Xuhe did not dare to complain at all. He knew that if he dared to make Nan Sage unhappy again, what awaited him would be a fate more painful than death.
"Please, Lord Saint, put me to death as a warning to others!"
Xuhe shouted weakly while lying on the ground.
"If executing you can save all this, I will make you suffer eternal torture. However, killing you can't save anything, so what's the use of killing you?"
Nan Sage said coldly, then raised his hand and waved.
Wow!
A mysterious force enveloped Xuhe.
In an instant, the flesh and blood on Xuhe's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his bones seemed to be connected. The man who was originally paralyzed on the ground suddenly got up.
people
When they saw this, they exclaimed again.
How powerful is this method? You must know that it is not easy to hurt someone of this level, nor is it easy to cure him! But in front of the Southern Saint, all this is as simple as raising a hand...
"Sir, what are you doing?"
Xuhe looked at the healed wounds on his body with a surprised look on his face.
"Nanting has experienced these things and suffered heavy losses. It is the time for the court to hire people. I will put your sin aside for now. I hope you can pay for it and make meritorious service!"
The Southern Saint said coldly.
Although he was angry, he was still sober. Since the performance was a failure, there was no need for Suhe to sacrifice.
When Xuhe heard the voice, he was overjoyed and kowtowed quickly: "I will do my best to serve you, and I will do my best until I die!"
"Stop talking about those empty words, what we have to do now is how to get back the lost resources!"
The saint of Nanting snorted coldly: "Nanting's resources are reduced, I am damaged, and you don't have to think about it. This is a prosperous situation for both sides, and a loss for both sides."
It’s a matter! Give this saint an idea!”
People looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
What benefits have these people received from the Southern Saint?
There are not many rewards on weekdays.
The reason why everyone is relatively wealthy is because they make use of their own power.
However, it is true that if one loses, both will suffer.
Nan Sheng was stabbed like this by the people in the main court, and everyone from top to bottom had to cut down on clothing and diet. Who could bear it?
"Lord Saint, if you want to stop the loss, you can only ask the Lord God to cancel the punishment!"
One person came forward and said.
"Are you kidding me here? Are you asking Shenhou to cancel the punishment? Can you get back the meat buns you used to beat dogs?"
The Southern Saint said coldly.
"Lord Saint is right. It is indeed unrealistic to cancel the punishment, but what if we can find a reason to be like Shenhou and chop him in the main court?"
The man smiled.
Snapped!
Nan Shengzhe didn't even think about it and slapped him directly.
The man was whipped around in circles for more than a dozen times before he fell heavily to the ground, his face split and his mouth full of blood...
"You also know that is the main court? What? You want me, the South Court, to go to the main court to judge the main court? Do you want us to rebel?"
Nan Shengzhe cursed coldly, and then shouted to everyone: "Such a bad idea, don't say it out loud to make it look embarrassing, do you understand?"
"Ming...understand..."
Everyone was trembling.
"If you don't come up with an idea for me, then everyone will be fined ten thousand years of salary!"
The Southern Sage spoke again.
When people heard this, they immediately cursed in their hearts.
Penalty?
Isn’t this clearly used to fill your cultivation resource bank?
But people dared not speak out in anger, and all of them looked sad.
At this moment, Xuhe clasped his fists tremblingly.
"Lord Saint, there is only one point where we can stop the loss..."
"Which point?"
Nan Sage stared at Xuhe and asked seriously.
"Wushuang Temple..."
"oh?"
Nansheng became interested.
"Among the two temples that were cut off by the Lord God today, there is no Wushuang Temple, so the Wushuang Temple is still nominally under our control."
"But??????????????? That Bai Ye was appointed by the Divine Marquis, and Bai Ye is also a member of the Divine Marquis, how can we move?"
The Southern Saint said deeply.
"Lord Saint, you should have seen the Lord Shen's attitude towards you. He dared to shed our blood today for this reason, and he will dare to do so tomorrow. Since he has broken his face, why are you still polite to him? Could it be that he dared to shed our blood for this reason?
Are you really willing to let the people in the main court reduce our south court to the size of a temple?"
Xuhe raised his head and said, his eyes full of determination.
The Southern Saint was silent.
After a while, he raised his head and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Increase the collection of resources from the Wushuang Temple!"
“Increase the amount of collection?”
"Supposedly last month, Wushuang Temple should have handed over supplies, but they didn't. Instead, they asked people from the main court to send a message to excuse Wushuang Temple. I think you should know what this means?"
"Need to say more? The supplies of Wushuang Temple must have been handed over to the main court!"
"That's it. In this case, we will increase the amount of collection. The main court has reduced the supplies of our two temples, so we will double the collection. With the two temples and the Wushuang Temple itself, we can triple it!"
Must be consistent.
"How can the people in the main court agree to this?"
"That's not up to them!"
Xuhe shook his head and said: "After all, the structure of the Wushuang Temple is based on the South Courtyard. This is something that has been recorded. Even the Lord of Gods cannot modify it. Unless that person comes forward in person, we have reasons and laws to follow.
Reliable!"
The words fell to the ground, and the Southern Saint nodded silently.